He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

Chapter 347 Countdown to the End: 16 Days - The Turtle's Love

A suppressed angry male voice came inappropriately, and the elevator doors slowly opened. Shang Yuan stood at the elevator door, his face clearly showing jealousy.

Jiang Yanhui and Shang Yuan had never met. He knew Shang Zhancheng because of his health problems back then. In recent years, he had rarely come to the United States in person, so he really didn't know that Shang Zhancheng had a younger brother.

Looking at the young man standing at the elevator entrance, calling out to the woman in his arms—Xiao Yi?!

Jiang Yan's handsome face, which had been slightly flirtatious due to his reunion with his beloved woman, instantly darkened. "Who are you calling?"

Unexpectedly, Shang Yuan completely ignored Jiang Yanhui, whose eyes were filled with jealousy, and stared at Siyi, asking, "Xiaoyi, who is this man?"

Siyi felt as if a flock of crows flew overhead, making her head feel so big that her tongue seemed to tie itself in knots. In truth, there was nothing between her and Shang Yuan. He had saved her back then, and Shang Zhancheng had taken her in these past few days. Although she, as someone who had been through it all, could tell that this younger brother Shang Yuan seemed to have some feelings for her, she swore that she had absolutely no feelings for him whatsoever.

But given the current situation... she felt inexplicably guilty.

"Shang Yuan, he is..."

"husband."

Siyi hesitated, just about to introduce herself, when Jiang Yan, who had been holding her waist, tightened her grip slightly, pulling her closer to her. Her deep voice declared her ownership, "I'm her husband! And, is it your place to call me 'Xiaoyi'? Who gave you permission?"

Despite his arrogant tone, Jiang Yan Hui's words did not come across as frivolous or overbearing. He possessed an innate air of pride, and he could naturally command such a tone.

"You're her husband?" Shang Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, his clear eyes filled with hurt and disbelief. "Xiao Yi, he's your husband? Why have I never heard you mention him before? When did you get married?!"

This tone...

Siyi had a headache and opened her mouth to say something, but Jiang Yanhui beat her to it once again—

"Who are you? Who gave you permission to call yourself Xiaoyi? Are you looking for death?" This brat, still wet behind the ears, dares to covet Jiang Yan Hui's treasure? Have you even thought about what to have engraved on his tombstone?!

Shang Yuan frowned, defiantly retorting, "Then who are you? Do you think I'll believe you just because you say you're Xiao Yi's husband? This is my territory!"

Jiang Yan's face turned green. "This is my woman, my wife, do you understand?"

"Xiaoyi, she..."

"Shut up, both of you!" The conversation was getting increasingly absurd. To prevent the two from arguing, Siyi quickly broke free from Jiang Yanhui's wrist, stepped forward, and shouted, "Stop arguing! What's there to argue about?"

She looked at Shang Yuan, a young man several years younger than her, who was currently looking very angry. She was actually a little confused. She had already told him that she was already a mother of two, but it seemed that he probably thought she was just making excuses.

She suppressed her sigh and desire, carefully considered her words before speaking: "Shang Yuan, I've told you before that I have two children, and this is the father of my children."

Shang Yuan's eyes darkened, his handsome face showing not anger, but despair. "Xiao Yi, I always thought you were joking with me. How could you... Is he really your husband?"

Siyi glanced at Jiang Yanhui, a flood of words welling up inside her, yet they all stuck in her throat. There were some things she'd never felt were appropriate to say in front of a third person, especially under these circumstances—it seemed too cruel. But at this moment, just looking into Jiang Yanhui's deep eyes, her heart softened.

Consider it an apology for leaving him without saying goodbye, and also a way to completely sever this inexplicable relationship with this young man named Shang Yuan.

She took a deep breath and finally said firmly, "He is the man I love."

The effect of one stone stirring up a thousand waves.

Her words not only left Shang Yuan speechless, but also stirred up a myriad of emotions in Jiang Yan, who was standing to the side.

Shang Yuan always felt that Si Yi had too many attractive qualities, so he fell in love with her almost at first sight. He grew up abroad and didn't care about age differences between men and women, so even though Si Yi was a few years older than him, he never cared.

He felt she was special, and now he was even more certain of that feeling, because not many women would say "He is the man I love" so solemnly in front of another man.

Although I really don't want to admit it, I have to admit that this man is really lucky! He actually has her wholehearted love, so is his first love just going to end like this?

However, his older brother once told him that when you truly love someone, you don't necessarily have to possess them. Just seeing them happy is enough to make you feel content. Although he thought that was a bit pretentious and even laughable, now that he thinks about it, men can certainly be more generous and magnanimous.

She loves him, so of course he should respect her love!

"Although I hate to admit it, I still have to say, you're very lucky!" Shang Yuan was naturally disappointed, but he maintained his basic composure. He suppressed the emptiness and disappointment in his heart and replied to Jiang Yan, "Although I'm younger than you, I don't think I'm inferior to you in any way. If I had met Xiao Yi first, she would have said those words to you, not me! But Xiao Yi said you are the man she loves, so I'm willing to wish you both well!"

"Xiaoyi, I have other things to do, so I won't bother you. You must be happy. Of course, if you are not happy, or if this man mistreats you, come back to me. My heart will always be open to you!"

Finally, thinking himself cool, Shang Yuan left with a few words and turned to walk away.

Siyi was both amused and exasperated.

Jiang Yan was so angry she wanted to kill someone!

That damn brat, he's not even fully grown yet, how can he be so confident? Shang Yuan... so he must be Shang Zhancheng's younger brother?

No wonder, their facial features are somewhat similar, and their personalities, well, I have to say, are both so...annoying!

"You're quite popular, aren't you? It's only been a week, and someone's already head over heels for you." Now only two people were left in the elevator. Jiang Yan leaned lazily against the wall, arms crossed, looking at Si Yi, who looked somewhat embarrassed, with a half-smile. Her tone was undeniably sour. "When did that guy start eyeing you? Didn't you ever tell him you have someone you like? You're a mother now, how come you still give off such inappropriate thoughts?"

Although her words, "He is the man I love," moved him deeply, the bitterness in his heart still overshadowed all other feelings.

"Young Master Yan, if you're being so sarcastic, can I take that as jealousy?" Si Yi turned around, mimicking his posture, crossing her arms, her eyes clearly showing a hint of mischief.

Jiang Yan was speechless for once, and awkwardly turned her face away, saying, "You were always my woman."

"Then when did I become your wife?" She didn't seem to be married to him yet, did she? Is it okay to call someone "wife" so casually? She hadn't even settled accounts with him yet, and he was already questioning her. Besides, she and Shang Yuan really didn't have anything going on.

"Isn't my woman my wife?" Jiang Yan was a little annoyed, so she strode forward and hugged her tightly. "What? You're really planning to run into that brat's arms? Is he as good as me?"

It has to be said that men can be more awkward, petty, and inexplicably jealous than women sometimes.

Why compare yourself to Shangyuan when everything is fine?

Besides, there's no comparison between these things at all.

Siyi placed her hands on his chest and smiled helplessly. "Mr. Jiang, President Jiang, aren't you being a bit naive? When did I ever say he was better than you?"

"I've never called you Xiaoyi!" Jiang Yan's face turned ashen. "Why does that brat have the right to call you Xiaoyi? Why did you let him call you Xiaoyi?"

"His mouth is on his own body, can I seal it off? What can I do if he wants to call me?" Siyi reached out and pinched his cheek, looking at him playfully. "Mr. Jiang Yanhui, are you really jealous? It's just a form of address, why are you so bothered by it? I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"

"What's the deal?"

Having successfully steered the conversation in a different direction, Siyi was secretly pleased, but she didn't stop talking, "Tell me honestly, do you even know that I've been at your friend's hospital for the past week?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Yan slowly regained her usual composure, reaching out to affectionately pinch the tip of her nose. "You little turtle, have you turned into a silly goose now? If I didn't know you were here, would Shang Zhancheng have kept you around?"

"So you know about my older brother, right?" Siyi suddenly asked seriously.

Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat. He probably hadn't expected her to switch thoughts so quickly, and he was momentarily caught off guard. He was still a little guilty about Ye Zhenghao. He thought that if Siyi knew that he had schemed against Ye Zhenghao at the last minute to achieve his goal, the little woman would probably give him a hard time...

But what can be done? She'll find out about this sooner or later, just not now...

His eyes darkened, and he gripped her waist with one hand, pulling her directly out of the elevator. He then pinned her against the wall, his handsome face slowly drawing closer to hers, a wicked smile on his face. "Baby, how about we leave those things for later? You know, ever since I first saw you, I've been thinking about you like crazy..."